Backstories (JMD) (No posting!)

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The heads of the family are Charlette Marie Kirkland and Francisco livo di Russo'. The family is traditional Italian. actually very secretive. Charlette is french, she married into the Family through an arranged marriage. Her Husband kept his family last name and allowed their three children to hold Kirkland name instead of 'Russo'.

Kirkland is a name known through Italy as a 'Cursed' name. The Kirklands aren't, as you say, a very liked family. Charlette in the beginning had a very hard time dealing with her husband. Francisco had multiple mistresses when they were first married, and often stayed late long hours on 'secret family business'. They have had five children. Their son is disowned because of his sexuality and their youngest daughter, Serephina, is heir to the family fortune. Saniya, the oldest child, wants nothing to do with the family.
Their youngest girl, Aliciera however was assassinated when she was just about 8 years old by an unknown assassin...
Their fifth child is still unknown..




About family:

* the family is Italian/french but the business is situated in Italy.

* the family is closely affiliated with the Italian mob.

* their closely allied with the Xianthus family, sending them assassins when needed and doing business with them.

* their cover up business is shipbuilding and selling seafood

* there are four dragons in this family currently, all siblings. Saniya, Clemente who is an assassin, Serephina who is heiress to the
fortune and Emiel who was only adopted into the family.

* Franciso di livo was murdered by an assassin within the family, Clemente. Only Serephina knows that it was her Brother who murdered their father, and because of that Clemente has an high goal of killing Serephina as well. Clemente ran away in a killing spree in search of his now mentor Adrastos.

* Clemente is known to be disowned but readopted back into the family almost a year after the murder of Francisco. Now fully trained he is an asset to the rest of the family but still a huge threat to his sister.

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These are the untold backstories to the secretive family. That varies from childhood to today. The next chapters written of the five children's lives may vary from Letters, Stories, Memories...even journal entries.

These are the Stories of Saniya, Serephina, Clemente, Emiel and ???? Kirkland

and how they came to be...

Saniya Esara Kirkland, -oldest (28 yrs old)

Serephina Isabel Kirkland -(27 yrs old)



Clemente Di Angelo Kirkland -youngest (19 yrs old)


Adopted family:

Emiel Williams-Kirkland -(21 yrs old)

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#1: Serephina: Tutto troppo bene

#2: Saniya: Escape to america

#3: Clemente: Densa Troppi

#4: Serephina: The lost lamb pt. 1

#5: Clemente: Truth revealed

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Sere shuffled her feet distracted. Her eyes darting back and forth between her two other siblings. It was the middle of June, the sky was cloudless and sunny and..kind of hot.
Sere was given the task of watching both Sani, who was supose to the oldest and more MATURE and Clemente. Who physically catching up to Serephina in age, acting more like a 6 year old fashionista.
The glaring contest between the two siblings seemed to last forever, each reaching each other like hot daggers.

"No" Saniya growled out, her blue eyes narrowing at her brother. Clemente scoffed, his purple jewel glowing defiantly "What did you say?" Serephina winced, her ears folded back and she bit down her bottom lip. "Guys, please think of what your doing..." Clemente whipped his head to his older sister and huffed "I asked" He turned back to Sani after glaring at Sere for a millisecond "What did you say?" Saniya smiled halfhearted and smirked "I said. No" Clemente growled and leaped onto Saniya swiping his paws, trying to pin the older down to the ground.
Saniya, pinned down bu her younger brother, squeeked in surprise and pushed him away, huffing. "Fine take your little doll see what I care" Clemente blushed heavely and Saniya tossed him the teddy bear boredly "H-Hes not a doll! Hes more awesome than that. Arnt you mr. Bear?!" Clemente clutched the stuffed toy closer to his chest as he said it, gleefully meaning every word he said. His two sisters glanced at each other and shrugged. Serephina stepped towards Sani and sighed heavly, seeing that Sani's dress was ruined with grass stains from when Clemente tackled her.
"You know, maybe for once you could be the older mature on out of us and not ruin all the dresses. You know I get the hand-me-downs.." Saniya shrugged indignantly not really paying much attention to her younger sister, staring up the hill to the manor they call their home. The kirkland manor was practically a palace.
Home to the region-wide known Kirkland family, reknown for their wealth from shipyards, deepsea fishing, shipcrafting. All that jazz.
Their father is one of the top richest people in the world. But sadly, also one of the most wanted.
You see, 'Kirkland' isn't really their last name.
Kirkland is an decoy name. The entire world and the children of the manor only knows the fake truth, that the kirklands are boatmakers.

But thats what the children were also only told. Serephina, Saniya, and Clemente all don't know the full truth of the manor. And none of tuem wanted to know why. Especially Serephina. Sere scrunched her face in thought, she didn't really see her father around much. She did see her mother and an nanny from time to time though. She turned watching her older sister and younger brother tackle each other to the ground again, more and more ruining the deep red dress Sani decided to wear today.
The family was filthy rich, but the father didn't care about the three children as much...which is why Sere was stuck with Saniya's hand-me-downs. Sere grumbled realizing that her 'newest' dress was going to be dark red with dark grass stains...eh she didn't care as much.
Sere came back to earth as the shrill vioce of their mother called in the distance "SANIYA!" Sani paused and looked behind her. She yelled back "WHAT!?" "COME HERE AND BRING YOUR BROTHER" Sani paused before looking at her sister "WHAT ABOUT SEREPHINA" "YOU'RE FATHER ONLY WANTS TO SEE THE TWO OF YOU" Saniya scoffed and muttered curses and Serephina rolled her eyes "I know you dislike father, Sani, but just suck it up and go." Saniya was about to protest but then voted against it. She took a hold of Clemente's hand started to walked back towards the manor. Serephina stood in silence in the field. Her father never acknowledged her, she wouldn't acknowledge him. simple as that.

sayin that I love you

She listened to the wind blowing in the silence closing her eyes a little. The wind reminded her of a tune, a soft song...a love song actually.
She smiled, thats what she wanted. Love, someone to call her own.

Is not the words I,
want to hear from you

Of course she was just a kid. But was it only just like a child to dream. of one day finding happiness and true love?

It's not that I want you to,
just to say that,
if you only knew.

She will one day hope to find prince charming to take her away from this family. as much as she loved her siblings, she knew she wanted more for herself...

How easy,
it would be to
show me how you feel.

More than words,
is all you have to
do to make me feel..

then you know just what to say..
if you love me...

cause I al
ready know...

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Dear Mother, Serephina, or a strange case, Father.

Indeed i hate my family, being that I'm the oldest something is always expected of me. Of course, nobody listened to what I had to say the least. Not like I care anyways...
Into my teens I was a lousy brat. Yes, i call myself a brat, It was better off then living in Italy but sometimes I don't even know.

For a child, Being an Kirkland is hard. Because of the damned family buisness we're practically prisoners in a huge wine vineyard in italy. The kirklands are renown for Shipbuilding, Fishing but we also have a Vineyard, hundreds of thousands of clients and...sometimes a new "UNCLE" once a week. You know how that makes me feel!? To have a new "Uncle" every week and have them Disappear as if they never existed the next week!?

What do we actually do. You know what, I kinda already know. Figured it out myself. Well aren't I such a smart brat.

I cant live here anymore! If you think I'm going to take over the buisness when I turn 21 your wrong! When I turn 21, I want absolutely NOTHING to do with this hell of a family! Maybe I want a family for my own! Or better yet, CHILDREN WITHOUT THE KIRKLAND NAME.

Mother, I do love and respect you. But to father, your such a pushover.

Serephina, my little sister. Take care of Clemente. I love you and I wont be seeing you for a while. i promise that the days you and Clemente turn 18, I will adopt you out of the family to be a part of mine.

Little Clemente, don't listen to our father. And please dont follow his orders. Follow your path through your life. It's your life, its what you can make of it that matters.

Father, i wish I have never met you. This is goodbye.

Ti amo troppo Mother, Sere, and little Clemi,

By the time you read this, I will be on an flight to america.

- Saniya Esara soon-not-to-be-kirkland

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Clemente followed his father through the mansion, the nine year old boy clutching onto his stuffed bear tightly as he was lead down the hallways. He bit his bottom lip as he was being lead to his father's study. "My son listen up" Clemi looked up at his father with his dull blue eyes nodding quietly "yes father?" "Today I will be showing you the ropes young man." His father opened a door to a big room with a desk up in the center of the room and bookshelf's with disorganized papers all around the walls. Clemente had never gotten the chance to see his fathers study, nobody did. Nobody knew what Mr. Kirkland did all day in this room. It made him wonder, about the disorganized paperwork surrounding him. He watched his father shift a few papers off his desk and gave Clemente a firm look. Clemente got the message and walked to a chair sitting himself down. "As you know, we are a huge product. Our family is an product ourselves with all the trade marketing we do have.." What was he talking about?
"You know about the production things but, its not what we do mainly..."
Clemente tilted his head in confusion but before he could ask what his father meant, there was a knock at the door. Mr. Kirkland sat up straiter and huffed "come in" a maid walked in with an indifferent look on her face. "Sir, two of your clients are requesting a meeting with you is it alright to let them in?" Mr. Kirkland muttered his ok and ten seconds later two lean men in nicely tailored suits strolled in greeting his father warmly in Italian. Clemente botherd himself with other thoughts, not wanting to ease drop on his father and his clients even though he was in the room. He felt his face heat up and turned to one of the men who was looking at his from the corner of his eye. "Don russo, who is this?" Mr. Kirkland laughed and took clemente by surprise, dragging him over in front of him "This is my son Clemente, he will be heir to the business when I pass on" clemente nodded in hello to the clients, the one man continuing to stare at him however. The man was much younger then the other, looked about 15, had tan skin, like a sicilian, and dark brown eyes and wavy brown hair. Clemente shook his head, he felt strange looking at the young man, what was going on!? Why was he looking at him, and why did He feel werid.

After the two men shook hands with his father and left with a friendly farwell, clemente was a daze, not even listening to his father half the time.

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Serephina stopped in the middle of a sidewalk scrunching her brows together 'wait no thats not the way ether...'
Finding herself a school who would accept her was harder than the dragon had even dreamed. The 18 year old had recently moved out of her family's grasp, being her age, free to go to any college or university she wanted to. She applied to 17 different performing arts colleges all around Europe and even north America. and so far, all have denied her.

It wasn't her. Serephina was a star student all the way. In class, Serephina had never made below an A-, got perfect score on all her exams all years. and her SAT scores were off the charts. Her GPA is 5.0, and she was the highest scored student in her High school class.
No It wasn't Serephina at all.
It was her family.
Specifically her father.
Serephina growled at the thought. Her father hated the idea of his daughter going to school to become a performer. But what did he care? He wished for a son, she was born and he didn't even pay attention to her until he disowned Clemente. She dearly missed Clemente, she had recently been told that he is crashing with Sani. and going to school to be a clothing designer. well, at least he's getting to go to school where he wanted.

And now, here she was, searching for her last hope. It was an old performing arts academy in Great Britain. Named "St. George's" the academy is suppose to be the best in Britain. She hoped to at least be accepted here. She walked down the narrow sidewalk brushing by other people scurrying to their destinations, the sky was darkened with clouds, threatening rain. She paused again, looking at the directions on her cell phone.
'It should be near here...'
the device began to mess up with the weather and she became annoyed at it, muttering curses. she turned beginning to walk the other way when she saw a little dragon staring up at her.
She paused for a second looking down at the boy. His fur was dirtied, almost gray and his jewel was a faded yellow. Soot covered his four paws almost completely along with his tail, making the tail jewel almost brown. he looked up at her fearfully with big light blue eyes, his mouth opening and closing, trying to speak but finding nothing to say. Serephina coughed and forced a smile "Hello there?" He frowned and backed away a little . Serephina raised her eyebrows and lowered her voice gently, her eyes scanning up and down the now deserted sidewalk. "What's your name? Where are your Parents?" She asked, trying to get something out of the child. But within a second he began to run away. It was only then that Sere noticed that his ribs were showing as well. and that was enough to follow.

She had no clue why she even followed the child. The child wasn't hers, she had no connection, no name. But she did. She ventured farther into the city of London, trapping herself in an abndoned area near the London eye. The Famous ferris wheel stood proudly in the background of the sky growing dark. She paused looking around, the child had seemingly disappeared... Cheeky. He must've been a smart one. She finally took sight of a dull glow in the edge of an near alleyway. She paused taking a deep breath before entering, seeing the little dragon halt at the dead end and look back at her fearfully.

She stopped a good distance away from him to get a good look. His gray fur was matted, cuts and scrapes could be seen up and down his four legs, one had a particularly nasty gash on the back right leg. She also noticed that he wasn't supporting hardly any weight on it at all.
What really got to her was his eyes. That light blue shade was only ever seen in dragon's with blindness yet he seemed to see her just fine..
She walked towards him cautiously "look hun, I'm not going to hurt you alright?" He flinched backing himself flush to the wall. Serephina sighed and lowerd her voice to a gentle tone "please don't be afraid. I just want to help yo-" "h-alp?" She looked up at the dragon, seeing him tense against the wall. "I-I dun nead 'elp thankyou." He stuttered out shyly. Serephina shook her head. "Go away. I beg of you" she sighed "my my... You have such pristine language. A few slurs here and there but perfect for a ten year old" he frowned "I'm twelve. Not bloody ten..." She stared in shock, she was so sure...he was so tiny in bone structure she had assumed... She shook her head of her thoughts and he stared at her still wary. "Y-you're not going to tayk me back there are ye?" He asked in British slur, obviously getting nervous. Serephina got this puzzled look on her face "take you back where?" "T-the orphanage...I caunt go back to that place I just Caunt...ye have to understand" he looked up at Serephina with pleading eyes and her heart swelled up with sympathy. "Alright I promise...but can you at least come with me" he stared at her with a confused look on his face "look, I know now...well I figuard your an runaway..and don't you need someplace to stay? Where are you staying right now?" The little dragon shrugged and looked away "anyw'ere and everywhere I guess. I was originally going to stay under the dokes tonight because of the rain..." Serephina looked up remembering now on how the sky was threatening rain. She looked back down at him and shook her head "not tonight. You can get sick in a rain storm...Will you come with me?" The dragon looked fearful again and backed away to the wall again "Y-you're not taking me back are ye?" Serephina shook her head and smiled "trust me, I'm not taking you back...I'm just offering a place to stay" he took a few steps forward and held out his tail, the dirtied gem glowing a pale yellow. "Y-you have to promise. To shake on it. Thaut you wont take me bauk" Serephina nodded, holding out her own tail, her pink gem emitting a soft glow. "I promise" the tails entwined with each other and Sere smiled at the boy as they shook on it. She pulled back and hummed, tilted her head a little "since you are coming with me. I should at least get a name" he looked up at her "my name?" Serephina nodded. If the kid was staying the night she needed to at least know his name. "I'll tell you what." The child turned to her puzzled as she got an ideal look on her face. "I'll tell you my name, and afterwards you can tell me you're name" the child contemplated the idea and smiled "o-ok!" He paused for a millisecond and smiled. Serephina chuckled and smiled back at him "My name is Serephina Isabel. Now you tell me yours!" He paused for a sec then smiled looking up at her.

"Emiel"

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Clemente walked back from his school happily, his backpack hung lazily from his shoulder. He looked over his shoulder looking for Marzio.

Marzio Amani...Clemente sighed happily. He had first met Marzio when he was nine, in his father's study. Marzio was 15 then of course but he could not deny they saw something that day. Ever since that meeting he spent time with Marzio getting to know him. Becoming best friends was easy, and often they spent much time together. But unknown by Clemente's clueless father, It grew to something more.

He could never tell his father, of all people, that he was gay, let alone in love with one of his clients.

Clemente clutched his school books tightly seeing him waving at him ahead. A blush creeping on his face. Marzio was a little older than Clemente, so their relationship, even though disliked by society in a lot of other ways, was also disliked in the way that their relationship was also wrong, and against the law. Is wasn't like they did anything though, clemente stopped and shook his head. No, he shouldn't think like that.

He stopped in front of Marzio grinning.

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"The death of the head of the Kirkland family spiked major questions in the company's workers and community who have known the family and worked with them for the past twenty years. The Kirkland industry has been known for its vineyards and large ship production across Europe through to the US and Canada, distributing hundreds of thousands of goods to major retailers and stock holders carrying the Kirkland name.
This major family corporation holds over a half a million workers, growing from just a few hundred when the corporation started back in the late 80's. The head of the corporation, Francesco Livo di Kirkland, was found yesterday seemingly killed with rat poison.
officials sta-"

Serephina shifts in the cold seat in the almost empty room. She stares intently at the officer watching him pace through the room, tossing the television remote to the table. he turned and stared at the female pink jewel, his gray eyes cold and distant " Your name ma'me"
"Serephina Isabel Kirkland"
"female, Mother is Charlette Marie Kirkland?"
"yes sir"
"Miss Kirkland, where were you yesterday at approximately 8:00 in the evening?"
Serephina stared strait into his eyes and huffed "I was at work"
"where do you work"
"At Dauntry's"
"Your a server girl?"
Serephina shook her head and blanched.
"No..I'm an singer. My younger brother got me a job there"
"Younger brother's name?"
"Emiel"
The officer sighed and glared at her from the corner of his eye.
"FULL name"
"Emiel Williams Kirkland..."Serephina growled out. The officer getting on her nerves.
"hmm"
The officer looked through his paperwork with his brows furrowed and sniffed, looking up at her bored.
"According to files, he isn't a related part of the family. I am finding no birth records.."
"Thats because he was adopted"
"By whom?"
"Me. I found him on the streets when he was eleven. I took him into the family. End of story"
Serephina stared at him with an look that clearly stated that she didn't want to hear any bad talk about her brother. The officer glanced at her and sighed. Putting down his files.
"And where was Emiel last night while you were at work miss Kirkland?"
"He was at work with me. He's the guitar player"
The officer grunted and picked up his papers again shuffling through the records.
"You are the heir to the Kirkland Stocks am I right?"
"Yes sir" Serephina sighed, knowing exactly where this was going. The officer stopped and looked at her suspiciously.
"You were aware of the stocks?"
"Yes, but quite frankly I don't want them"
"Excuse me?"
Serephina stared intently at the officer with a smirk on her face. crossing her legs "I enjoy my life away from the fortune. I wish I wasn't the one who is inheriting this but I have no choice in the matter. Mother is sick and wont last much longer..." Serephina's voice cracked and she shook her head as tears came to her eyes. "I thought I still had a little bit of time. I didn't know my father was going to die so soon"
"what do you mean?"
"If your interrogating me because you think I'm the possible killer. I can tell you right now that as much as I hated my father for being a horrible parent to me and my two siblings growing up, I never would've wish death on him."
"According to files you disappeared last week for five days, nobody knew where you were"
"I was with my other brother Clemente. He was dealing with some problems and I had to be there for him..."
The officer stared intently at her, seeing truth in her tear filled pink eyes. He lowered his guard and sat in the seat in front of her, wiping away her tears.
"I'm innocent"
"shhh I believe you....but we're still going to need you for more information."
Serephina nodded blandly looking ahead. She didn't know whether or not to rat out the true killer...but she knew if she did, she will be put on the hit list well.